Flame's Various TNT Duo Oneshots

Don't Stray From The Path

AU: Fae
Warnings: Yeah Q gets fucking yoinked and Wilbur fully intends to make Q his husband. Cuz Wilbur is a fae with no morals and he kidnapped Niki and Techno to make his siblings. None of this is consensual kidnapping. Quackity will cry, he didn't agree to any of this shit, he's not having a good time.
Wilbur is seriously fucked up. He's a fae. He has zero morals, and he sees everything he's doing as okay because he's not human.
Oh yeah, and warnings for mind control too.

Description: 
Quackity decides to take a shortcut through a forest rumored to house the fae.
Quackity has never believed in rumors like that, he never believes in anything without proof anymore, really. 
He encounters something truly terrifying. 

Notes: Okay yes hi hello technically I'm back but I never really left tbh. If you want more details about what's going on you can check out the Flame Draco Updates book I posted a few hours ago and a new oneshot/ficlet series for more content. Sorry for vanishing, no I'm not dead. 

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"Are you lost?" The being asked, voice slithering in the air and dripping with poison.

Quackity shuddered. He should've never come here.

He knows from the legends that some faeries look deceptively human. Without many features to set them apart. This one however?

This one looked like something the forest spat out for the sheer purpose of terrifying travelers.

Branches grew out of its head like a crown of horns, vines and brown curls shifting with every movement of the being's head. Its lips were pulled unnaturally wide, revealing rows of sharp fangs. Not a single tooth looked human, each ending with a sharp point that could tear flesh with a single prick.

Its skin was covered in feathers and flowers, powerful wings held aloft as a moss cloak shrouded the fae's legs from view. The creature had black roses growing out of its skin, roses that for some reason gave him horrible sensations of dread the longer he looked. It made him sweep his gaze over it again and again, noting how every flower, every vine, even the moss of the being's cloak, all seemed to grow from the creature's skin.

It almost made him question if the fae was rooted into the ground or not. But he tried not to think of it too hard as he watched the fae's tail flick in and out from the shadows of its cloak.

"It's rude to leave a question unanswered," the fae hummed, too wide grin somehow sharpening.

Quackity desperately kept his eyes firmly on the creature's chest. He didn't dare look it in the eye. He knew better. There are rumors about that thing's eyes.

It didn't breathe, he realized.

"I'm taking a shortcut," the human managed to grit out. "I'm not lost."

"Are you sure?" One of its talons reached up to play with one of its own curls. "You seem to be wandering. You've strayed quite far from the warn path humans usually take."

"I'm very sure," Quackity replied.

The being hummed, dropping its talons to a dark creature that paced behind it. Some kind of fae creature, he thinks. Sleek and strong, but perfectly obedient to the fae as it nuzzled into the thing's talons.

"What's your name?" It asked.

Quackity blanked.

Shit.

"I don't think I'm supposed to tell you that," he blurted.

The fae giggled, the sound echoing strangely as the vines that draped from its skin curled with new flowers blooming along them.